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Quotation by Louis MacNeice
But listen, up the road, something gulps, the church spire Opens its eight bells out, skulls' mouths which will not tire To tell how there is no music or movement which secures Escape from the weekday time. Which deadens and endures.
Louis MacNeice (1907–1963), Anglo-Irish poet. Sunday Morning (l. 11–15). . .
Norton Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I–II. M. H. Abrams, general ed. (5th ed., 1986) W. W. Norton & Company.
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